"To protect you." A reminder, though it's unclear if she speak to admonish, or with contempt. Fact is fact.

From what, or who, or why - well. She no doubt has her reasons. And once York is deeply seated in his power, he can confront her on that. But, she doubts that will be any time soon.

"You have an inventive imagination, but the television-box is not correct. Such curses would be Mesopotamian in origin." She licks her fingers, finished with her meal, and settles to watch him eat his lo-mein.